The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Gina had no comeback against Helen's outburst and leapt out of bed, rushing to the wall and slamming her head on it, howling as she did. "Oh, Helen! I'm so sorry... I had no choice... I'll just die to make up to you-"

In just a couple of bangs, she was bleeding freely into her bandages.

However, Helen caught her and snapped, "Stop! I can't pay up if you die here! You'd better think of something to get the money back! Call Peter and tell him to come over right now!"

"O-Okay..." Gina picked up her phone and quickly called Peter's number, only for Peter to hang up after it rang a little.

"What? What's going on?" Gina exclaimed in surprise.

At the same time, Helen turned toward Frank-could Kit Jameson have taken Peter already?

"I'll call him." Frank went over to Gina, got Peter's number from her, and called.

Peter answered after two rings, his tone neutral. "Hello?"

"Come to the hospital right now, Peter," Frank ordered.

"Oh, that's interesting. And why should I listen to you?"

"Hmm?" Frank thought he had misheard for a moment was this the same Peter who was on his knees, begging Frank for mercy?

While Helen appeared confused as well, Peter continued nonchalantly, "Since you're at the hospital, I'm sure Cindy and Mom told you about the land lot?"

"What, do you have something to say?" Frank asked calmly, glancing at Gina's scowl.

"Oh, nothing, really..." Peter chuckled. "But I'd start worrying about myself if I were you now, Frank."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Frank frowned.

"Nothing." Peter chuckled again. "You can figure it out for yourself. And pass a message to my mom, thanking her for paying my gambling debts It's a shame I couldn't take over Lanecorp, but I did manage to make a lot of money. Bye now, hahaha..."

And with that mocking laughter, Peter hung up.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Everyone was left scowling as they listened to the static beeping from Frank's phone.

"That little prick!" Gina cursed as she slammed a glass on the floor.

When that was done, she turned to level a miserable look at Helen. "What are we going to do now?"

"What can we do?" Helen sighed. "We just have to take the bullet."

"No, I have an idea." Cindy suddenly stood up, relishing the feeling as everyone stared at her, especially Gina with her pleading gaze.

Then, smiling smugly, she said,

"Since Peter tricked us into buying it,

why can't we trick someone else into buying it from us? We'd get our money back as long as we get someone rich to buy it from us."